Europe

There was always this red book. Growing up, above the tv, in the shelves, sat amongst the ‘Home Doctor’ manuals and the cheap ‘Collected Brontë’ omnibuses, there was always this one red book. Faded cover, gold embossed writing on the outside: ‘The Promised Land’. I don’t know why it didn’t intrigue me more at the […]

Following great swathes of the old Orient Express route on seeper trains, a hint of muder and romance in the air. Stop-overs in the grand European cities of Empires’ past.
Or on rural trains through fields and plains in those mysterious regions between the Vienna Woods and the Black Sea.